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Saturday, December 17, 2011

Bi-weekly blogging

Not doing a very good job of blogging, but so much has been going on, I can't even keep up.

I now have a four-year-old little bunny. All kinds of sassy.


Sassy

Cora very much enjoyed her birthday. On her birthday, I made dinner. (Good Eats Meatloaf, mashed potatoes, broccoli, and macaroni and cheese. Not pictured.) Cora really enjoys setting the table and eating dinner at the dining room table, so we've been trying to do that a bit more. But we held off on her presents until Saturday at her party. I spent several weeks cleaning the house, going through stuff, putting stuff away, trying to get the house ready for the invasion of family.

We no longer have a house elf. He moved out the day after Cora's birthday, once his finals were done. Just in time for the family invasion. One sister and two nieces flew in that night, so MIL picked them up at the airport and drove them in from Louisville. Begin tornado effect.

Friday, poorly-timed, Cora and Vee had doctor's appointments, including shots. It was a very traumatic experience for Cora. She got four shots, in the legs, and howled horribly. Two of the shots are very painful, I'm told. Poor little bunny. Husband and I took turns carrying her back to the parking garage, and when we got home, they took a long nap. When she woke up, she was still snuffly, but Grandma was there to snuggle, so life was better.

The rest of the family got in on Saturday in time for the party. I had 10 children in my house, along with parents and Cora's grandparents. It was a rather insane idea for her birthday, but it worked out well. We had wine (which helped tremendously). We had nibbles (mostly cheese). We did crafts. I got a bunch of wooden picture frames from Michaels for a dollar each, and a bunch of craft stickers to decorate them. Also got a bunch of felt snowflakes to decorate, and gingerbread cookies. It was a big hit. They were all girls (other than my nephew, who didn't participate), the oldest being 10 and the youngest 2, but most were about 4 years old. Total, probably spent about $60 on the craft stuff. I also had beads to make necklaces, and I was going to print out coloring pages, but we never got to it. I expected the kids would get bored, but they were pretty excited about it. An hour and a half later, they were done, and it was time for cake and presents. I got gluten-free cupcakes from a local bakery for my nephew and MIL who have celiac. They were pretty good, considering [anything gluten-free usually tastes like ass]. And Cora had her Hello Kitty cake, which she had picked out. (Everything's Hello Kitty these days. It's invaded the daycare. All the kids are obsessed with it. I'm like WTF? Cora's even watching the cheesy Hello Kitty's Furrytale Theatre on Netflix, made back from the 80's. Weird shit.) I'm still waiting for the group photo from my FIL of the kids, and I'm going to get one printed for each kid so she can put it in her picture frame.

After the party, we all went to a local sushi restaurant, and got a room. Hyped up on sugar, it wasn't the most pleasant with the kids, and I'm sure the restaurant would have been pissed if it wasn't making a butt load off of us (with seven adults and five kids who can seriously do some damage on sushi, sake and Japanese beer). At least we were contained, so we (mostly) weren't bothering other patrons.

Then Sunday was the baptism. Vee was a very good girl. She wore the Christening gown that was made from her great-great-grandmother's wedding gown, and that all the kids for the past three generations have been baptized in. Husband's older sister is her godmother and his best friend is her godfather. She made no fuss when she got wet, nor when she was passed around for everyone to make the sign of the cross on her forehead. She's a chill baby. Then we came back to the house for more cheese (and other nibbles... but mostly cheese) and wine.


Catholic Baby

The family left on Monday, and whew, it was nice to have the house back to normal. We have yet to put up a Christmas tree (since it's so late in the season, we're just going to put up our artificial one, which I prefer, because I'm allergic to the damn things but Husband still insists on buying a real one every year).

Since then, I've been working on putting the house back into order, and also getting work done before the holidays. My co-worker at the Clinic has been on vacation and things have been NUTS. I also arranged for interviews for my friend/colleague, who has been needing a real secretary for awhile, but just keeps putting it off. She interviewed six people. Hopefully she'll finally pick one. Still no word on our grant money, but I don't expect we'll hear anything until January.

In the meantime, we've got more birthdays to celebrate, Christmas parties and New Years parties to attend. Last night we went back to the aforementioned sushi place to celebrate our friends' daughter's one-year birthday. We left our hellions at home with Grandma, that was nice. Grandma watched our kids, as well as Cora's BFF J and J's little sister S. Good to have a night out, child-free. A few other friends' kids were there, and I did feel bad for one of Cora's other friends (she was disappointed Cora and J weren't there), but it's nice to not have to monitor your children and actually enjoy your meal!

Anyway, we went to dinner, then went to see the new Sherlock Holmes movie. It was nice, because we rarely go to the movies, unless there's something we really really want to see. Anyway, enjoyed it a lot, even if it is "kung-fu Sherlock." On the other hand, the BBC show Sherlock is coming back on in January for the second series. Super excited about that one, much more excited than I was about the new movie. Just re-watched the first series, and it's just so freakin awesome. (It's streamed on Netflix, if anyone hasn't seen it.) Of course, anything Stephen Moffat does is freakin' awesome, but the show is one of the rare modernizations of classic stories that really works (as opposed to really offending me), and speaks to how timeless the characters really are. (For example, the original Dr. Watson served and was wounded in Afghanistan in 1880 in the *second* Anglo-Afghan war. 130 years later, the Brits are back in Afghanistan thanks to us, where Moffat's Dr. Watson is wounded in battle. I guess some things don't change, and after numerous wars there, we haven't learned to stay the fuck out of Afghanistan yet.)

In other news, I'm getting ginormously fat. I rejoined Weight Watchers, and gained even more weight after that. I managed to gain 10 pounds since Violette was born. Fail. I crawled back on the wagon, and I've since dropped a few of those pounds, and now am only 5 pounds above post-pregnancy weight. Ugh. I have a friend willing to train me, for free, because he wants the experience. I'm going to take him up on that after the new year (and pay him some too).

Cora starts her new school in January. It makes me want to cry just thinking about it, but Cora seems excited about it, so that's good. Maybe she's less sentimental than me. She definitely doesn't have an issue making friends.

So, that's that. I think I covered everything. Yeah.

5 comments:

Dinei said...

Sherlock is coming back for a second season??! Crap, I just canceled my Netflix subscription, too. Now I'm torn.. maybe I can get the episodes on iTunes?

Yay for Cora's birthday!

Proto Attorney said...

It'll air on BBC One in January, but it won't air in the US until May on PBS. I hate the delay. They started airing Doctor Who without delay, but for other BBC stuff, it's like a 5-6 month delay. Aargh. And they wonder why people illegally download.

Flaim said...

"but it's nice to not have to monitor your children and actually enjoy your meal!"

Amen.

J said...

I love this picture of Cora!!

ruby falls said...

Lovely adventures and photos! But seriously, OMG FURRYTALES! Luli discovered this, too and hot crap on a cracker it is horrifying. I told her it was "unavailable," which is oddly the only thing close to "no" that she accepts.